Did I imply just the two of us? I need to correct that a
bit. Jesus knew that I was afraid, lonely and sad. For many miles I watched the
clouds in the dark sky. Do you want to know why? It is because they looked like
angels flying along beside our car to comfort and protect me.
Not only did we travel on, but time traveled on also. It was
quite an emotionally intense time visiting at my Dad’s. We never had much to
say to each other, and I suppose others may have found him to be an agreeable
sort, but my guards were always up.
One of the things that stressed me out, although we didn’t
use that phrase in those days, was going to the Tabernacle. It could well be
that there were a few sincere Christians there, but the atmosphere made me
nervous I felt fearful hearing such strange tongues being spoken in a higher
and higher crescendo, and several at once: was it really of God? As a sincere
young teenager I was earnestly looking for answers, and my Dad was bitterly
opposed to the Mennonites. So where did I turn? The Bible of course. It was beautiful how the Sermon on the Mount
was illuminated for me, and it was revealed to me the difference between ‘wolves
in sheep’s clothing and gentle sheep following their humble Shepherd.
But then I knelt down beside my bed to talk to God about it,
and something didn’t seem right. I felt like I wasn’t ready to pray because my
head wasn’t covered! This was a new experience for me to feel that way, so I
think I donned some sort of covering while having my devotions then later
decided to check it out in the Bible as to why I all of a sudden felt as if it
was so important to pray with my head covered!
For some reason I knew that there was mention of a head
covering in Corinthians 11, but I had never paid any attention to it, before.
After all none of the women in the church I grew up in wore even a hat for
going to church so it was totally a non-issue with me.
But here I was sitting on the bed with a Bible on my lap and
it became obvious that two separate coverings were being written about, one
naturally being the woman’s hair.
Did I make the change? Well, I was young and child-like at
the time, and I started to, and there is one time, in particular I sure wish I
would have
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